As lunch pulled around today, I remembered that I had signed up to attend a meeting where author Daniel Wallace (author of Big Fish) talked to us about how he had come up with the ideas for all of his books, like his father being the inspiration for Big Fish along with Greek mythology. He talked about one book of his entitled The Watermelon King and how he had gotten the idea for that book.
He said that when he was around the age of nine he had passed through a town in North Carolina that claimed to be the strawberry capital of the world, which amazed him that a town he was in was actually the capital city of anything in the world.
One thing he talked about was the idea of memories and how they shape the view of our past and our future. I started to smile, but quickly had to stop so people around me didn’t get creeped out, because that is exactly what I have been talking about on Textured Observations.
He spoke of a story his 14 year old son swears is true, but Daniel knows really never happened. His son always tells others about the time his father left him in a supermarket. Daniel Wallace looked around the room and resembling a not-so-annoying Andy Dick replied, “That never happened, trust me.”
Isn’t odd how our own memories can lie to us, only we may never know that the real truth isn’t what is stuck in our minds. I know I mentioned the fact that growing up can alter a memory due to size, but this is a different truth altering section of memories. Some memories we might have might not have actually happened. Some memories might truly be a dream we had or a television show or movie we once saw that stuck in our subconscious as an event that occurred to us.
Tomorrow I’ll post a wonderful memory from my aunt, Jennifer Blakeslee. One that grows sweeter with time.
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